A/N: Aite, here's another chapter from yours truly. Big thanks to everyone who R and R's and has already. The feedback I have received is great. Sorry I made everyone wait but now we get to see what happens between Fifi and Furball at his apartment :) Enjoy!

Fifi knocked on his door harder and harder.

"Please...Ryan...open the door." She begged to herself. It took her hours just to leave the house. Danny's threats still lingered in her mind, making her paranoid. She was afraid that he would pop out of the shadows and kill her right there and then.

The door suddenly ripped open and there stood a very grumpy looking Furball in his pajama bottoms. His look immediately softened when he saw Fifi's tear stricken face. She looked at him for a moment before latching onto him, crying into his fur. Furball, confused, closed the door behind them and helped her to the couch.

"I-I'm sorry Ryan...I c-c-couldn't think of anywhere else to g-go." Fifi choked out between sobs. Furball gently took her face into his hands and made her look at him. He could see a bruise on her left cheek even through her purple fur that made everything clear to him.

His pointy ears flattened against the back of his head and every muscle in his body tensed with rage. He wanted to kill Danny at this point but knew that Fifi needed him right now. Calming down, Furball walked to the kitchen where he got an ice pack and gently pressed it against Fifi's cheek.

"You don't need to do this." She sniffed. Furball gave her a stern look making it quite clear that he wanted to. The two were silent for a while. Furball would occasionally stroke Fifi's long purple hair to calm her down if she started to get upset. He pointed to the TV, a way of asking if she wanted to watch anything.

"No Ryan...I...I don't know what to do!" Fifi shouted, getting up from her seat. "All I can think about is that...son of a bitch coming through the door and...and..." She couldn't finish. She broke down again, sinking to the floor. Furball crawled over to her and hugged her gently. Fifi burrowed her face into his bare chest, muffling out her tortured sobs.

They stayed like that for a few minutes. Eventually Fifi let go and wiped her eyes. She looked at Furball with gratitude, saying, "Thank you Ryan. I can't tell you how much your caring means to me. Especially after the way we treated you."

Furball gave her a confused look.

"In school...we never really payed a whole lot of attention to you. I know I was with you every now and then but I could of done more. We all could have."

Furball gave her a soft squeeze on the shoulder and a smile, reassuring her that whatever happened was in the past. He grabbed her hand and helped her up then lead her to his room. Re-fluffing the pillow, he patted the bed signaling that she could use it.

"No, I couldn't Ryan. It's your bed." Fifi protested. Furball gently pushed her to the bed and made her sit down. He turned to leave but she grabbed his arm.

"Wait. Sit with me."

Furball looked at her for a moment but sat down next to her. "There's always been a question I wanted to ask you." She said. Furball waited for her to continue.

"Can...you talk?"

Furball looked a little lost, like he was trying to think of something to get out of the conversation. "I know it's kind of a stupid question. All you did was meow in school but...can you?" She repeated softly.

The blue cat looked very uncomfortable as he shifted from his seat, away from Fifi.

"I'm sorry I asked. Forget about it." Fifi said, not wanting to make him uncomfortable. "It's just...if you can, then why didn't you say anything to us? Why stay silent for your whole life?"

Furball got up to leave but stopped. He seemed to be contemplating something. Turning around, he sat beside Fifi again, only closer. He leaned in so close that for a moment Fifi thought he was going to kiss her. But he stopped short and answered her question,

"What was the point of speaking, when no one was willing to listen?"

Fifi stared at him in shock, her mouth slightly agape.

"What?" Furball asked with a slight smirk, "You look like you've never heard anyone talk before."

"But..." Fifi began but couldn't finish the words. After regaining some sense after the shock, she tried again,

"But why now? Why...speak to me?"

Furball chuckled and stared at his feet. "I never felt the need nor the desire to before. It's not like anyone really cared. People seemed to avoid me like I was a disease. Why, I have no idea. Probably because hanging out with the 'poor' kid, was bad for their image. Calamity was the closest thing to friend I ever had. I guess because we were the loners we had this connection. The same sting of being different and alone."

"Do you still talk to him?" Fifi asked. Furball shook his head. "No. A couple of years ago, he got a job with the Military. Probably in their experimental weapon department. Haven't heard a word from him since."

The two sat in silence for a bit until Furball spoke up again.

"As to why I speak to you?" He paused and looked at her. She was so beautiful. Every nerve and instinct in his body was telling him to kiss her. But he couldn't. Not until this whole Danny issue was solved. So he continued,

"You made the effort to know me. To know my real name, to see me as a person and not some homeless bum. And since we've met you have been wanting to ask me about my disappearance before graduation but have been too polite about it"

Fifi looked down at her hands which have been shaking for the last five minutes. How he knew that, she had no idea but she was getting that funny nervous feeling in her stomach again. Furball saw her hands and gently took them into his own. She looked up and stared into his sky blue eyes.

"It's ok." He whispered. "Acme Acres had always been my home. I never really thought I would leave. But as the years went on and I got older, I started to realize that there was nothing here for me. No friends with the exception of Cal, no family, no life."

"But you were a straight A student. You could of got any job you wanted here." Fifi interrupted.

"Who was going to hire a guy who lived in a box? I had gotten that sort of reputation over the years so who was willing to take that chance on me? I had to leave. I had to start someplace new. Where I could have a fresh start. Meet new people and make friends. Unfortunately, I made the wrong friends."

Furball paused and had a distorted look on his face as if he was conti plating going any further with his story.

"Ryan?" Fifi asked. "All I'll say is that I fell in to some bad times with some even worse people. I found myself hiding out in bars and under bridges, trying to stay alive. I owed some people a lot of money. Eventually they found me. I won't say what they did but I'm still recovering from it." He finished, rubbing his shoulder. Under his fur, Fifi spotted a nasty scar.

"Turns out I was better off in Acme Acres. Ironic huh?" He chuckled. Fifi wrapped her arms around Furball's neck and nuzzled her head under his chin.

"I'm so sorry Ryan. For everything." She choked, tears threatening to emerge again. Furball returned the embrace and gently stroked her hair.

"You have nothing to be sorry for." He told her. The two stayed like that for a long time. Fifi felt so comforted, so safe in his arms. She didn't want him to let go. But he did and kneeled in front of her.

"Now, use my bed. And I won't take no for an answer."

Furball got up to leave but was stopped by Fifi again. She looked at him with soft eyes and stood up. Slowly, she leaned forward and kissed him on the lips. Furball felt slightly numb from the shock of Fifi kissing him but soon kissed back. The kiss soon grew more passionate and heated as Fifi jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist. She moaned in his mouth as he pressed her body tighter against him.

Furball was in heaven. She tasted so good and he was wanting more. Gently, he put her down on his bed, crawling on top of her. He broke away to kiss her neck. Fifi gasped and ran her hands down his back, feeling the muscles and an intense desire burning through her. Furball returned to her lips, taking in her sweet taste once more. Fifi ran one hand up his chest and the other was untying the pull string on his pajama bottoms. She wanted him more than anything in the world right now. But suddenly, he pulled away.

Furball backed up against the wall breathing hard. Fifi looked at him with confusion in her eyes.

"I...I don't think I can do this Fifi." He said. "It feels like I'm taking advantage of you."

Fifi brushed the hair out of her eyes and stood up. She approached him and ran her hands up and down his chest, whispering, "Your not. I want you to do this. I want you."

She kissed him again, softer this time and tugged on his hand to follow her back to bed. Furball was going along and thought nothing could ruin this until there was a loud knocking at his door.

"Fifi! Are you sure this is the right room Buster?"

"Yes I'm sure. She told me exactly that it was room 218. Fifi! It's Buster and Babs!"

Furball growled in frustration and Fifi leaned her head against her chest and sighed. She gave him a quick kiss on the lips and left to answer the door. Furball flopped down on his bed and covered his head with a pillow.

"Worst timing ever." He muttered.

"So what are we going to do?" Fifi sighed. Buster, Babs and Fifi had been discussing a solution for the last hour or so. So far they had nothing.

"Why don't you come stay with us Feef? Then I'll go down to the station and talk to the chief." Buster suggested. Fifi shook her head.

"No. If Danny finds you were there, he will come after you too." She said. Buster sighed.

"Fifi...you can't just sit here and do nothing." He said. "Buster..." Babs scolded softly.

"I'm sorry Babs, but it's true. She can't live in fear all her life. She has to go to the police."

"That won't do anything." Came a voice that caused them to look over Buster's shoulder. Furball came from his room fully dressed and looked out his window.

"What's the worse they could do to him? He'd get a slap on the wrist and maybe a restraining order. Stuff like that means dick all to guys like Danny." He explained.

Buster and Babs stared wide eyed at Furball. "You...talked." Babs uttered. The blue feline sighed and walked over to Fifi.

"Getting back to the task at hand, I have a plan. Fifi could I use your cell phone?" He asked her. Fifi reached into her pocket and pulled it out. Taking it from her hands, Furball searched through her contacts list until he found Danny's number. He hit the dial key and it started to ring. The others looked at him in curiosity.

"Ya?" Came a voice from the other end of the phone.

"Is this Danny?" Furball asked. Fifi looked like she was going to scream as she tried to grab the phone away. But Furball gave her a look that he knew what he was doing. Nervously, Fifi nodded and sat down.

"Ya, who the hell is this?"

"The same Danny who hits women to prove he's a big shot?"

"...who is this?"

"A friend of Fifi's and I'm not to thrilled about the way you've been treating her."

"Oh really? Well what are you going to do about it?" Danny laughed over the other end.

"Sorry, not much of a phone man. How bout we meet in person and I can show you what I'm gonna do? Unless of course, you're a pussy." Furball smiled when he heard the silence on the other end. Guys like Danny hated it when you challenged their manhood.

"Listen you little shit, I will kill you. Understand? So I wouldn't be saying such things if I were you." Danny growled.

"Prove it. Meet me in the alley near Colton Street." Furball said and hung up. Fifi stood up and shouted, "Are you out of your mind? He'll kill you!"

Furball gripped her shoulders to make her relax. "Calm down Fifi. That's exactly what I want."

The three other toons looked at him as if he was crazy. Sighing, Furball sat down and explained to them the rest of his plan.

Furball started down the street towards Colton. The night air was cool and somewhat refreshing as it blew through his face.

"Ryan!"

He turned around and saw Fifi running towards him. She caught up to him and slowly wrapped her arms around his waist and nuzzled the fur on his neck.

"Come back from this. Don't be his victim." She whispered, a tear running down her cheek. Furball hugged her tightly and gently kissed her forehead. He gave her a big smile and continued down the street. Babs came up from behind and pulled Fifi into a hug.

"He'll be alright. I'm positive this plan is going to work." She told her. Fifi just hugged her back, hoping it was true.

End Of Chapter Four

A/N: The plot thickens. Gonna try really hard to get the next chapter up soon. Again thanks for everyone's patience. This wasn't my favorite chapter but I had to rewrite it a few times and this was the best draft. Cya!